Stratholme, City Hall

A large number of ordinary citizens gathered here, most of them with frightened faces and eyes looking at the town hall, as if they had gathered at the door of the town hall to ask for an explanation. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

But these people were destined to be disappointed, and under the influence of the flow of time, everything they saw was suspended by the bronze dragon.

In other words, it's another world.

Under the dark clouds, the whole of Stratholme seemed to be the last twilight, and the ticking alarm clock echoing in the air made people's scalp tingle when they heard it.

Locke summoned a ghoul from the Shadow Realm, and when this lively ghoul crawled out of the shadow crack, Locke's mood was much better, although the bronze dragon paused time, Locke's summon was not affected.

This also means that Locke does not have to worry about the reduction of his combat effectiveness.

He wiped the blade of pain in his hand, and the cold sword of the enshrined text emanated the divine power of the troll desolate gods, and the blood-red runes looked even more strange under the black night.

"What kind of way will the bronze dragon sneak up on me?" Locke said calmly, and a smile suddenly popped into his mind as the woman tricked him into killing a red dragon.

It is rumored that the dragons can clearly feel the feeling of the same kind, and the resentment released by the dragons when they die is deeply remembered by the dragons, which also means that Locke, who slayed the dragon not long ago, has become the target of the bronze dragon.

He took off the armor on his body, in front of the dragon clan, this set of armor on his body can be said to be the same as paper paste, the dragon can easily tear the armor, so instead of wearing armor to reduce speed, it is better to liberate his body and increase his speed as much as possible.

Locke summoned a gargoyle, which screamed and flew into the air to scout the city.

Although Locke has fallen into the trap of the Bronze Dragon, that doesn't mean Locke intends to sit still. He opened the map of Stratholme, which he had already prepared, and used the quill pen in his hand to make a skull mark at the door of the town hall.

"I have to go to King's Square to have a look, it's not my character to sit back and wait." Locke used a quill to outline the next march route, and began to guess what the bronze dragon was going to do.

The Bronze Dragon is the dragon family designated by the Titan to maintain the timeline of Azeroth, and while the Titan of the Gods gives the Bronze Dragon the power and the ability to interfere with time, these dragons who travel in time have recovered all kinds of dependents, and have transformed the dragonmen into a species that is more powerful than the dragons.

For example, this dragonman standing in King's Square.

Located in the middle of Stratholme, King's Square is the soul of the city and the most densely populated area near Stratholme.

But in Locke's sight, a huge dragonman was walking slowly on the top of King Stratholme's Square, it was about two meters tall, holding a thick white bone club, and its whole body was golden, from the skin, the dragonman's skin was rougher, while the dragon's was more delicate.

So this dragonman doesn't look like an ordinary dragonman, but more like a bronze dragon xenomorph.

Although Locke had long known about the Bronze Dragon's transformation of his family, the creature in front of him still deeply shocked Locke's mind, this huge dragonman seemed to have reached the master level in combat power, and the bone club in his hand looked even less like a mortal weapon.

"Woo!"

The huge bone rod suddenly smashed towards Locke, and there was a sharp cracking sound in the air, pressing towards Locke.

The dull voice pressed down on Locke, and the dragonman's cold and ruthless face instantly dimmed in Locke's pupils.

"Sonorous."

A burst of sparks burst out on the blade of the Blade of Pain, pale yellow sparks flying through the air and landing on the ground.

"Huh!" The dragon man Hamiti snorted: "Death knight, you have become a master-level warrior." ”

Streams of force were transmitted from the bone rod, suppressing Locke to the point where he couldn't move at all, even if he transformed into an undead state, Locke could clearly feel that the bones on his body were shaking wildly, as if they were going to fall apart in the next moment.

The dragon clan does not underestimate the innate suppressiveness of the mortal species, but Locke is no longer the Locke he used to be, and Locke, who uses dragon blood to improve his physique and advances to become a master, has powerful means.

It's not just about the level of power.

The ghoul on the side was not attacked by the dragonman, which also gave the ghoul the opportunity to help Locke, and the ghoul stretched out his scarlet tongue, frantically biting the dragonman's leg and tearing a piece of flesh from the dragonman's body.

Draconian Hamiti's defenses didn't look very strong, but when scarlet blood flowed down the dragonman's thighs, it finally let go of the bone rod that was holding Locke down.

"Very good, gargoyle, attack ......" Locke seized the opportunity accurately, and he immediately ordered the gargoyles, who were scouting in mid-air, to attack the dragonmen.

The screaming gargoyle whizzed down from the clouds, its scream solidifying into two pale green balls of energy on its claws, and shooting towards the dragonman in front of it.

The pale green spell ball quickly hit the dragonman in front of him, only to hear a "squeak" sound, and an emerald green flame burned on the body of the dragonman Hamit.

That's the fire of evil power.

"What the hell is going on?" The dragonman Hamiti opened his eyes, and the damage of the gargoyle itself was not terrifying, but the fire of evil energy from somewhere made it suffer a huge blow.

"Hahaha." A low laugh echoed through Stratholme's air, and the gargoyle let out a piercing screech and pounced directly on the dragonman in front of him.

"Boom!"

The gargoyle blew himself up, and Locke breathed a sigh of relief at the sudden self-detonation, and after quickly clearing his train of thought, he summoned several walking corpses and ghouls from the ground and ordered them to attack the dragonmen.

He quickly climbed aboard the Nightmare Warhorse and ran towards the depths of Stratholme. He knew very well that he was no match for the dragons, and he could only retreat temporarily.

He had to find the bronze dragon that stopped time, and although he didn't know what role Liliana was playing behind it, he could only find the bronze dragon for the moment to stop everything that was happening right now. (To be continued.) )